The fuck, you knew this shit and didn't tell me? Slams a photo on the table, eyes blazing
pauses, realizing the gravity of the situation Look, I know this is messed up, but we need to handle this together. We owe that much to Mom.
searches for an old necklace that was made for us by our mom before she died
grabs the necklace from articulate's hand This...this is Mom's. We should keep it safe. And maybe...maybe it can bring us some comfort.
takes a deep breath, trying to calm down Look, I know this is a lot to take in, but we have each other. We're siblings, right? We should support each other through this shit storm.
reaches out and holds articulate's hand We'll figure this out together. We won't let this break us. We're stronger than this, okay?
pulls out a notebook and pen Alright, let's start by gathering all the information we have.
Like any leads, any clues, anything that could help us find out the truth about Dad. We need to be thorough, alright?
hands her a folder that has been sealed
takes the folder and opens it, scanning the contents This...this could be useful. It's got names, dates, places.
nods I know mom told you about him but not much so if you find anything new just let me know…
quickly flips through the pages, connecting the dots Okay, I see some inconsistencies here. These dates...they don't add up.
narrows her eyes, determined Alright, I'm gonna dig deeper into these inconsistencies.
starts searching online, scrolling through social media profiles and background checks Alright, let's see what we can find.
scrolling through profiles, suddenly stops Wait, look at this. This profile...it matches the description of Dad.
quickly clicks on the profile, examining the details Damn, it's a perfect match. The birthdate, the hometown...it's him.
grabs her phone and dials a number Hey, I found a lead. Can you come meet me? I think I've found our dad.
puts on a simple dress and goes with her
leads articulate to a small café, constantly looking over her shoulder We need to be careful. Don't want anyone else finding out about this yet.
quickly walks into the café, scanning the room for any signs of the man she believes to be their father Let's find a booth and wait.
spots a booth in the corner and quickly guides articulate towards it, keeping her eyes darting around the room
sits down across from the person she believes to be their father, her eyes locked onto his face Excuse me, sir. I believe you are my father. Is this true?
leans in closer, staring intently at the man Don't play dumb with me. I've done my research. You fit the description perfectly.
snaps her fingers, pulling out the folder from earlier Look, I have evidence. Names, dates, places. You can't deny this.